It would be very easy.. And perhaps painful. Possibly worse. Of all the inklings this alchemist had to meet, it was one who had a... 'contamination.' Or maybe the opposite descriptor suits it best. Far too clean. Sanitized. A lingering effect from an experiment forced upon him. ... 'May I see?'

𝙎𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖@alchemistofwishes.bsky.social · 24h ago

"It's uh.. complicated. For anyone really, I'm not calling you stupid. It's one of those things you figure out by doing it yourself"

His head poked out from the ink at her description. Gloopy and the same teal as it until he fully emerged. He's smiling. Reminiscing. "Hah.. a hobby of mine." He's aware that she's not going to understand that. When he heard 'traveled by painting', he assumed something got lost in translation. —

𝙎𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖@alchemistofwishes.bsky.social · yesterday

She still scratched her head though, not agitated, but unsure of what to think| "A legitimate painting. Drawn with brushes an the like? Those?"

//: jokes on you i was already staying awake

"Painting...?" He mumbled, put the notepad away, then produced— A gun?? Yes. But it's not a traditional one. The front looked more akin to a nozzle. It would be aimed away from Seina and produced.. Ink. Shooting the bright teal substance like a water gun and coating the floor. Out came the —

𝙎𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖@alchemistofwishes.bsky.social · yesterday

She was selling stuff to humans a second ago on the other side of the painting before she came here out of her own volition|

Three shook his head. They weren't enemies. He had no reason to hurt her. A little comment about his voice and language was nothing serious. "Hm.. There must be something I can..." Mid sentence, his eyebrows jumped. The inkling dug into his jacket pocket, pulled out a small notepad, and began —

𝙎𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖@alchemistofwishes.bsky.social · yesterday

She looked at the... much shorter humanoid actually, and spoke -something- at least| "If anything, you don't seem like you're gonna hurt me for what I said. And viceversa, actually."

Water–!? It.. did it actually sound like that to her? The tough part was that he could understand 𝘩𝘦𝘳. Studying humans from what was left in Alterna gave him enough know-how. Properly speaking the language was a different story. But it did confirm—the girl here was human. He folds his —

𝙎𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖@alchemistofwishes.bsky.social · yesterday

"Look I don't speak-- that. "Water. I'm just gonna call whatever jiberish you just said water. Good enough." |Not even trying to be insulting or anything, that's just.. what it sounded like. She was also treating that THING as the odd one out.. who was where anyway|

He doesn't answer her question. Just.. staring. Then approaching, circling her like she's some specimen. Seems like she's the oddity in this situation. "...where did you come from?"

Watching that very little salmon scurry past. ...actually, he might know that one, specifically. "I don't see what the issue i—" Oh. Human. That's a human(?)

❓️❓️❓️ ( Is that not a normal occurrence... ? )

( And for a time, they simply.. stared. Seafoam met a sandy gold. Completely inseparable as those very components of the beach. ) ( For the first time since their heartwarming reunion, the pair were quietly enjoying each other's presence. ) ( Along with being smart, skilled, and wonderfully —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ * or at least.. it had been temporary. she sat herself down, propping an arm to hold her head. * eyes of glistening ichor stared deep, an ensemble of pleasance radiating among usually watchful eyes. ㅤ

How bugs look at you when you lift up the rock #Splatoon #agent8

( With the arrangement of payment settled, Three would go on to complete the purchase with Gs he had on him. ) It will be some time before the orders are ready. Shall we take a seat while we wait? ( Plenty of tables and chairs decorated the area surrounding the food trucks. Most already occupied —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · last wk.

ㅤ .. if it is no issue, then i must believe you. * her words lingered with hesitance, but the trust placed into the inkling holding her dear had been far too heavy to cast doubt. ... partner. * she had to mumble out, a final test to see if her mind held true to its word. ㅤ

( a smile ) Anytime.. partner.

"That's.. understandable. But I will always have your back if you are ever overwhelmed, Eight."

"Not at all. It's how meeting new people works. Both of us would not be where we are now if we did not pursue our curiosities."

( nodding in agreement ) "Indeed."

⠀ 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹

⠀ * 𝓟𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝓚𝐎𝐍𝐆┊ ˚✧@inviseaux.bsky.social · last wk.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒... ❞ ⠀

//: i haven't forgotten about replies on here i promise im just having a slightly busy day so I'm not hopping around too many accounts rn

⠀ ⠀ TEMP. PINNED !! ⠀ ⠀

I'd like to. It's the sort of thing you do with your partner when you take them... on... dates... ( Three mumbled that magical last word before speaking with the inkling running the truck so that he could place their order. ) ( While they both had clearly been thinking this as a date, actually —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ i believe i'll have.. a chicken sandwich. i haven't tried it yet, but i've overheard how it is a delicacy. * mellow eyes shifted to fall upon three. her pupils slightly dilated, and she gave his hand a light squeeze. you... don't have to pay for me, though. i can pay for myself.

( They humorously turned to look at each other at the exact same time. Three having spotted the very same sandwich truck. ) ( Call it a hunch, he had a good feeling about that one. Which must be right if Eight is suggesting it! ) ( With a nod, he took the lead for the trek toward its menu —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ want to try that one? * she spoke, while pointing. it... recently showed up, just a few months ago. they have a lot of options. * eight had muttered, just loud enough for three to hear. ㅤ

Aᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀs. Is sʜᴇ ɪs ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ. #mvrp

𝐾𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝑇𝑒𝑡𝑜.ᐟ@backuptunes.bsky.social · last mo.

Wʜᴏ ɪs Kᴀsᴀɴᴇ Tᴇᴛᴏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ? A ғʀᴇᴀᴋ? A ᴄᴏᴘʏ? A ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ? 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎?

( So much had happened. So much had changed. And so much of it remained the same. It appeared the old saying was true. ) ( Three's eyes and pointed ears fixated and hung onto Eight's every gesture and word. He only interjected to add to the conversation, mentioning things such as Grizzco's —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ * a finger uncurled, twirling itself around a strand of tentacle hair. eight's stomach suddenly growled with the force of a thousand killer wails - * - or at least, what felt like it. a sheepish giggle spilled from her, only adding onto the embarrassment. ... sorry. i haven't eaten all day.

( Yes! They will most definitely return when it gets dark. Watching the lights together would make for a perfect finale to their day out... ...no, date. He, too, was finding that word more fitting for their plans. Three took a deep breath then gave the incredible ocean view one last glance —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ * at least.. it will be around later on, when they return. for now though, her arm linked around his, head tilting slightly as she stared up at him. are you ready to have the best tour ever? ㅤ

✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✡︎☜︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎✋︎💧︎❄︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎📬︎

𝚖𝚞𝚜_ .𝚘𝚐𝚐@surveyingstar.bsky.social · 2w ago

( Slowly, he separates their pressed foreheads. And after closing his eyes, Three puts some thought into his partner's question. ) It has been a handful of years since I was last in Inkopolis. I'm unsure of what has changed, and what remains the same. I think I am in need of a guide. —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ i.. wouldn't want it any other way, three. * eight could feel her hearts still drumming rhythmically. three thuds, a number reminiscent of the one embracing her. * taking an inhale from the cool air, allowing tears of contentment to finally spill. do you want to go someplace else?

//: i found an artist who does some really cute 8 and 3 art......

( Something wonderful. ) ( Fleeting, but wonderful. ) ( Just like that, the butterflies trapped within his chest were set free. They fluttered into the outside world in the form of a playful laugh that even 𝘧𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘳 people had heard compared to him speaking. ) Eight...! —

ᯓ ᘿIGHT.@podapromise.bsky.social · 2w ago

ㅤ * .. and yet, it had only been for less than a full second. * eight had frozen up, shock lining tangerine eyes. what did she just do..? ㅤ

( their hands were puzzle pieces. They fit perfectly in each other's hold—made to be joined. ) ( ...What were they? ) ( 'Teammates,' he nearly answered. But the word did not sit right. While correct, it wouldn't be what he'd call Eight if pressed on their relationship. ) —